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Love is not My God
A Poem by
Doctor Deathstab
Love is not so pure. Love is not the cure. I will take my drugs if I must endure. She would not save me even if she cared. Life is killing me, an..
Passer-by
A Poem by
Doctor Deathstab
The interaction was intense, but the feelings were vague. I felt a twinge of guilt while she was tribbing my leg. Inside I felt insane because t..
Holy Roller, Holy Sh*t
A Poem by
Doctor Deathstab
You go to church every Sunday. (Do you want a cookie?) I’ll gladly burn in hell if it means Getting nookie. I’m no rookie to sin. Th..
Gentle Brushes and Pale Blushes
A Poem by
Doctor Deathstab
Come wear a crown of roses on your thumbs. Embrace and drink the words spilling from my tongue. I’ve laced some bones together for wedding r..
Endless Slumber
A Poem by
Doctor Deathstab
Sleep is the only thing I wish for. Sleep is the only thing that’s dear. I crave shut eye more than women, But I’d sleep with one if ..
Life Keeps Going
A Poem by
Doctor Deathstab
Another day entangled in envy. I can’t appreciate what I have. I’m confused as to what to fight for, But I’m gung-ho just to st..
Three Steps: Sadness, Depression, Hate
A Poem by
Doctor Deathstab
Sometimes I wake up wanting you; the ghost that’s sticking to my mind. The years of hurt weigh heavily. Does guilt scrape the surface of your..
Filthy Mind Sometimes
A Poem by
Doctor Deathstab
My finger’s in your butt hole. My tongue is in your mouth. Your n*****s are getting hard, And you’re wet down south. I do the things..
Sex and Psychosis
A Poem by
Doctor Deathstab
When I make love to you it’s pure mutilation, So bring out the ice and pain medication. I have sexy ideas that some may call twisted, But o..
Livid
A Poem by
Doctor Deathstab
I was angry when I wrote this. Can you tell?
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